Yeah, I know it's been a month since I updated, but it's been hectic. My schedule is crazy and I'm never home, plus I was getting writer's block, and lazy. SOO, hopefully I can continue without interruption. Thank you to those of you who reviewed. I'm happy that you like my work and want it to continue. I have a special shout out to Sunshine -48; your story kind of opened me up, I'm fascinated with your character and her innocence. It compelled me to continue. Keep up the work. And to those of you who reviewed I wanted to shout out individually, but your reviews were accidentally deleted by my dumbness and I can't seem to retrieve them, so I apologize and hope this next chapter finds you well!
Lady LP
Three weeks passed, I've gotten bigger and the stairs are a challenge. Brian hasn't called yet, and I'm kind of worried. Everything in my mind is jumbled. I hadn't really spoken to Mia or the boys until last night, just Chris and Jess. I know they were just protecting Dom, and in a way me too. From the constant hurt and pain. But it still hurt none the less. The sting is slowly going away.
Mia is almost through with school. She was taking summer courses and plus all the extra hours she took on; she'll be able to graduate in a few weeks. The December graduation is as crowded as the May one. It'll be held in one week, so Hector is planning another party. As much as I want to still be mad at her, I can't because she's sacrificed more than any of us, and she deserves everything she gets.
Leon and Christina are celebrating their one year anniversary the same week, but Leon is going to take her away for the weekend. She speaks little, but everything that comes out of her is said for a reason. No wasted breath. I doubt I've ever seen her yell, not once. Even when Vince and Leon got into an argument two weeks ago in the den, all she did was stand up and gives them both a glare. I would have had to raise my voice and slap them both upside the head before they quit. She is a force to be reckoned with.
Vince is much calmer and less stoic. He smiles more and fights less. His arm is healing nicely, but there is still a scar left, as well as one on his side where he was shot. It's a reminder that he was spared, and he thanks God everyday. Yesterday I was sitting in the rocking chair in the nursery, and he came in with his guitar and just played for me and the babies. My anger towards them all was slowly fading away, but just his playing made it dissipate. There were no words between us, just his music. He played like it was the last thing he would ever do. Everyone thought he was just Dom's friend and fighter, but he was more than they gave him credit for. He was his confidant, and partner in crime. His intelligence almost rivals Mia's, he's just subdued. When he stopped playing he looked so sad, but so calm.
"I'm sorry Letty. We wanted to protect you, like we always did, but we never thought not telling you would really affect you. It was just another one of Dom's dumb ass episodes. He did love you, no matter what he did. Every time he cheated he would become another person. You completed him, and you had his heart. I wish I could bring him to you now to stop this pain you feel, but I can't. But know we will always be here, when you cry, when those kids come, when they say their first word, crawl, walk, run. We'll be here, no matter what. Just don't give up Letty girl. I know you're tired, I see it in your eyes, but don't give up yet."
The Vince I remember was never that deep, but everything changed that day in June. He kissed my temple and left leaving the guitar against the wall. I have a feeling we'll do this again. I was daydreaming about what he said yesterday when Jesse jumped on the kitchen counter. He was so full of energy. The doctor said he could discontinue the use of his medication but he had another appointment next month. Next week I'll hit the seventh month mark so I have another check up. Can't wait, these kids are gonna be runners the way they move their legs. It's Saturday, so we're all free to chill out. As soon as Jess hops on the counter Mia comes inside and starts scolding him. "Chill out Mi, from what I can remember you and Vince used that counter in a rather precarious way last week." She turns beet red, and turns to find Christina leaning against the door. I have to hold my stomach while I laugh, and Jess hops off the counter at the thought of what they were doing. Vince and Le walk in and I laugh even harder, and Mia turns redder. The boys look at each other funny like and shake their heads. "Look, don't know what's so funny, but we wanna go get a Christmas tree, any body wanna tag along?" Jess runs to get his beanie, and I decline. Mia gets her composure back and volunteers to get the ornaments from the attic. I veto it, "Nah Mi, it's a new year we need new ornaments. Why don't you and Chris go shopping for some while the boys are out?"
Leon almost protests, but Chris agrees, and pushes him out the door pulling Mia by the hand. V looks at me, and frowns. "If you're tired Jess can stay with you." I just shake my head, they're so over protective. "No, I just want a little quiet time, and Jess can't stay cooped up inside all the time, the boy is like a bomb ready to go off. Take him out, feed him, and stay out of trouble. Kay?" He nods, and kisses my forehead. Ten minutes later the house is peaceful. I welcome it. "Kay kids, it's just me and you for an hour or two. Wanna let Mommy relax for a minute?" At the touch of my hand, their kicks cease, and I smile. But I spoke too soon, as the door bell rings. When I open it my mouth drops. There in front of me with the most boyish smile, and All-American white boy look is Brian O'Connor.
"You look good for a pregnant lady Letty girl." Yeah I'm just glowing.